Imagine wearing a vibrator during the rehearsals. Sebastian is sitting next to you one hand in the pocket of his sweater holding the remote of your toy. Only his blue eyes turn to you examining your reactions when he pushes a button to increase the intensity of the vibrations. You shift in your seat pressing your tights together, nails digging into your palm. You feel your orgasm building. Your tenth in two hours, just right after when you thought that it’s impossible for you to come again. Your eyes shut wide, your jaw is tense as you try not to make any sound, but it is impossible now. His hand goes to your knee, giving you a reassuring stroke before offering his hand to hold onto. You grab his hand before leaning forward, pressing your forehead to the table to hide your face. Your eyes are closed and you could cry as your tenth orgasm hits you. It’s strong and intensive, making you whimper before your own hand slids on your mouth. Sebastian is just sitting next to you, breathing heavy, trying to focus on the rehearsals but he is over the edge by now. He was just watching you coming ten times without being able to touch or kiss you, and now he is too frustrated to care about anything.
You jump out of your seat and storm out of the room at the second you feel strong enough to stand up. He follows you quickly, just to find you on the hallway kneeling next to the wall leaning your forehead to the cold surface.
‘I’m so sorry, doll!’ He whispers before he pulls you on your feet and kisses you. You hold onto his strong arms while his soft lips are caressing yours, seeking for your apology. ‘Let me make it up for you!’ Seb mumbles before grabbing your wrist and pulling you into the closest bathroom. He locks the door behind you, pressing you immediately to the hard wood, sliding his hand under your skirt, into your panties to pull out the little vibrator of you. You moan in relief as the vibrations go away and his long fingers start to massage on your sore clit. When your hand goes to his pants he bits your lips and moans into your mouth as you touch his painfully hard cock. He was hard since you come for the first time, and by now he was dying for relief. You pulled him out of his boxers giving a long stoke to his throbbing cock. He pushed your panties to the floor and pulled up your skirt to your stomach. He stopped massaging your clit but in the next second he was inside of you with one thrust.
‘Sebastian, move, please!’ You begged desperately holding onto his shoulders and hiting your head to the door when he did what you asked. His movements were impatient, shaky, and oh, so deep!
‘Doll, you are so wet and hot! I won’t last!’ He panted into your lips and pulled you into a sloppy, needy kiss. Seb’s hands were holding onto your hips, pressing you against the door, hiting your already swollen g-spot over and over, quickly making you undone.
‘Seb, Seb, Sebastian… I’m-’ His lips got pressed against yours to muffle your moans as you come hard around his cock. He cum a second after you digging his nails into your skin, thrusting deeper and harder than before.
You lean your forehead on his shoulder feeling dizzy after… after everything. His warm lips were pressed against you neck and you could feel his heartbeat which was just as fast as yours. After a few seconds he lift his head to kiss you.
‘That cue little toy of yours is a devil you know that, doll?’ He asked while tucked himself back into his pants.
‘Than’s why I bought it.’ You laughed softly as you opened the warm water to clean yourself up.
‘Good, I hope you keep it, because I loved every moment of this!’ He grinned while cleaned the toy too. You didn’t say anything just blushed and turned your head to cover your face from his curious eyes. ‘I know you did too!’ He whispered into your ears, sliding his palm on your hip to pull you close as you walked out of the corridor.
‘I hate you, Stan!’ you mumbled before he could have opened the door to you to return to the room to keep going with our work.
‘Are you sure about it?’ Asked the older guy wrapping his arms around the younger one’s hips.
‘No. Not at all.’ He whispered and a grin appeared on his perfect little face. To be honest, he was more than sure about it. He was sure years ago, but only now he made himself to admit it finally.
He leaned closer to touch the thin lips with his pillowy ones. He knew how to do it, moreover he exactly know how to do it in a way to make to other one crazy. First his kiss was slow, gentle, they touched each other smoothly. Than the younger one opened his mouth a bit more to deepen the kiss. He slid his tongue to the shorter one’s mouth and moaned quietly when he finally got the respond he was waiting for.
It was so sweet and felt more right than anything before. The younger one pulled his lover closer kissing him longingly, impatiently. However it was the first time in his life he kissed a man for real, he wanted more. He wanted him. He needed to touch and to be touched. But the older one’s head was still cloudy by the fact he is holding in his arms the most beautiful man in the word, moreover that specific man he has been dreaming about years by now.
Tetralea 